sunset lover

if the walls could talk.

<>quinns pov<>

guess whose not celibate anymore.

i took it slow and gave her plenty of time to adjust.

30 minutes after she was asking for round two and i can suddenly see how these final few weeks of off season will be going.

i kissed her awake and she giggled, gently pushing me away.

"quinn."

"i like it when you moaned my name better."

"oh course you did." she joked.

she put her glasses on and smiled, her eyes no longer blurry when she looked at me.

"my god youre so hot."

"cook me breakfast?" she asked.

"id become a fucking chef for you." i said.

we got out of bed, both heading to the bathroom.

she turned the shower on and strip down.

she was shy just 24 hours ago.

"you looking?" she asked, glacing at me over her shoulder.

"im looking."

"good, now go make me a smoothie please." shs smiled.

"i cant shower with you?"

"no, you can use a guest shower." she said. "but you still owe me a smoothie."

"ill just go home."

"bye." she said.

she knows damn well im not going anywhere.

she'll probably have to kick me out.

i walked out of the bathroom and downstairs.

im sure i can shower and get ready before her.

but then i realized i have no clothes.

quinn
running home to change
ill grab smoothies on the way back
be gone an hour tops

dot
strawberry banana with 1 scoop
of strawberry protein please

-

ordered the smoothies on my phone to be picked up in 40 minutes while i went to my place and showered.

my phone dinged and i expected it to be dot, but its my fuckass brothers and our fuckass friends in a fuckass group chat.

reading the first text from jack that says we land at 4:35 see you then

i fucking forgot that they come in today for golfing.

ive got 5 hours to make a plan.

shower. smoothies. then plan.

no time to panic.

-

i walked into dotties house, two smoothies in hand and 1 million thoughts on my mind.

i haven't been checking my phone so i haven't read the reminders.

"you okay?" she asked, walking to me.

her hairs in a towel and a sweatshirt is barely covering her legs.

"yeah, maybe, im not sure."

"woah, slow down." she chuckled, her hands slowly running up from my torso to the back of my neck.

and suddenly the worries are gone.

"what happened? you seemed fine when you left?"

"i forgot my brothers & our friends were coming in today and i have nothing ready for them."

"oh."

she sat on the kitchen island and pulled me to her.

"they're staying at your place?"

"yeah, i need to go clean it and order groceries and-look im sorry dot, i guess being with you it just completely slipped my mind."

"why dont yall stay here?" she asked.

"no, were not invading your space 2 weeks." i said.

"quinn," she said, placing her hand on my cheek. "i have no one to share this space with. this house hasn't seen people in so long, itd be nice for these walls to hear laughter and see friendships."

"youre so generous, dottie girl."

"i mean it, id love to have them." she smiled.

"what are we telling them?"

she made a thinking face, "oh! that im your sugar momma!"

i wrapped my arms around me.

"im okay with being your sugar baby, but whats the story?" i asked.

"i know theyve all seen the podcast, they know about me."

"they do." i said.

"can they keep a secret? you know about us."

"yes. theyre good secret holders." i assured her.

"tell me what i need to order and what i can do to help you." she smiled.

i kissed her, forgetting the worry of my brothers and our friends coming over.

she leaned back and laid on the kitchen island pulling me with her.

i chuckled, "dottie weve got to get ready."

"you act like this place isn't ready already."

i paused and looked around.

"you're right."

i leaned down to kiss her again before picking her up and holding her to me.

"where are we going?" she squealed.

"to get a plan ready."

"what was the plan with all them being at your place?" she asked as i set her on a barstool.

"air mattresses and sleeping on the couch." i shrugged. "we do
it a lot."

"how many?"

"my brothers, jack & luke, plus alex, cole, mark, gavin, josh, dylan, sometimes some other guys tag along."

her eyes went wide, "that 8 people plus you!"

i chuckled, "it makes for a good time. if you dont want us here, i understand. its not going to hurt my feelings."

"i want you here."

"but do you want the guys here?"

she smiled, "either way you'd be sleeping here."

"you're lonely without me here?" i asked.

"yeah."

"well it looks like ill be here more, but until then, we need a plan for 2 weeks..or until you kick us out."

"yes, a plan." she smiled.